sleeping all hours

i'm just laying there, unable to close my eyes anymore. that's at night, between midnight and 5am. during the day, i'm so tired that i'm afraid if i blink too long in class, my head will come crashing down onto the table. i sometimes lay on the floor whilst watching tv and i see the light above me. it's a perfect circle. i close my eyes for a few seconds and i drift off. i open them again and know that i could sleep if i wanted to, though it is only 6pm and i know that if i sleep for an hour now, i wouldn't be able to sleep for 5 hours later.

my mind knows it's an unfair exchange. sleep is like a bank account apparently. you can go overdrawn, but you always have to pay it back. in this case it's like borrowing 100 pounds then having to repay 500. the sharks swim round and around. i try to sit up, but if feel like my skin is stapled into the floorboards. i blink and look up again. just five minutes i say and i smile as everything fades to black.


fooled

still reading king lear. i remember reading it in school and liking the fool. i'm reading it now and i think the fool is a really annoying little shit. if i wrote it i would have stabbed him in act one scene one and drained his flaccid body on a pole.